Dear Risa,
He saw me, Risa. I
know he did.
I came into the room to fix my hair, as is still my habit,
in spite of the rot and decay that mar my once beautiful face.
He did not startle as i entered, but continued to read his
book, his gait as straight and tall as the tree from which I often watch
him. The only sign he was aware of my
presence in the room was a raising of the small hairs on the back of his long
white neck and a slight intake of breath as he turned the page of his book.
I couldn’t help myself, i went up to him. I stood behind him and looked at the book he
was reading, attempting to peer over his shoulder and read. It seemed a dry text, lacking the mirth of my
old novels.
He shut the book, and placed it on the dressing table, and i
felt sure he would leave the room, leaving me to my eternal lonliness. But he turned back towards me, and held out
his hand. I swear my dead heart skipped
a beat.
I took his hand with my lifeless fingers.
He smiled.
He turned and led me to the bay window, which let in
sunlight and birdsong. I twirled to an
imaginary audience, and we waltzed through the dappled shadows that fell across
the floor. I danced and twirled, feeling
almost mortal again, laughing with the joy of this human contact somewhere just
beyond my fingertips.
I was beautiful again, just for a second. No blood stained my cheek. No hollows darkened my eyes. No bruises attested to the attrocity i fared
in those Japanese hands, which I still shudder to think of. For a second, just a second, there was no
war, no death, no pain. Only a man and a
woman dancing in silence. Just for a
second, happiness.
He led me back to the dressing table, bowed, and pressed his
lips to kiss my hand.
In that moment, my dead heart knew that even the bonds of
death could never break my love for him.
I will follow him forever, standing always by his shoulder
as he reads. I will sit by his bed as he
sleeps, watching the dreams race across his furrowed brow. I will count the
moments of his life, as youth passes into age, waiting for the time where his
mortality passes into darkness; the moment when, in death, he and I shall
finally become one.
While other lovers are parted by death, he and I shall be
united by it.
I have seen the sadness which hides in the corner of his
eye.
I have seen the tenderness which lingers in his touch.
I have felt what it is to love, and nothing and no-one shall
come between us.
Yours,
Elizabeth.
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DeleteNice story mbak risa.., jadi terharu bacanya.
ReplyDelete"While other lovers are parted by death, he and I shall be united by it."
Tetehh, walo inggris saya balelol dan perlu bantuan om google buat translate nih surat...tapi akhirnya saya ngerti teh! nice story ya..
ReplyDelete"While other lovers are parted by death, he and I shall be united by it." ^^
ReplyDeleteStory of Elizabeth
ReplyDeleteI have seen the sadness which hides in the corner of his eye.
ReplyDeleteI have seen the tenderness which lingers in his touch.
I have felt what it is to love, and nothing and no-one shall come between us.
nice story
well, i've never read a love story like this before^^
ReplyDelete4 characters, c o o l KEWL!!!! terimakasih teh, sekali lagi muka saya berseri-seri membaca karya teteh mengingat saya adalah seorang forever alone jadi agak ngiri gitu ya baca ginian-__-" /woy. terimakasih TwT
gue ngerti maksudnya tapi yg dimaksudkan dengan "pria" di dalam cerita itu syapa ??
ReplyDeleteteh bukannya elizabeth di kurung sama opa hans kan.??
ReplyDeletekok dia keluar lagi kesana teh ??
salam kenal mbak
ReplyDeleteKok pamannya bisa ngeliat elizabeth deh ? Bukannya gak bisa ya klo ga salah di bukunya
ReplyDeleteSalam Kenal mba
ReplyDeletearfan Noer : Pamannya bisa lihat kok... dari saat muda... tapi dia tau kalo itu salah.. makanya trus nikah, dan setelah nikah Elizabeth tetep datang ke Pamannya dan kadang mengganggu keluarga pamannya, sehingga pamannya marah sama Eliabeth dan memutuskan untuk pindah.. Namun meskipun udah pindah Elizabeth masih tetep cinta sama pamannya kak Risa, dan masih kadang mendatanginya, sampe nti *menurut Elizabeth* kematian pamannya akan datang dan mempersatukan mereka. Tapi itu juga belum tentu bisa terwujud.
ReplyDeletesediiih dan haru bacanya teh..
ReplyDeletesuch a true love..
ReplyDelete:)
oh my god.... it's beautiful letter anyways. what a romantic lady you are, liz.
ReplyDeleteada kalimat yg bikin nyesek bgt teh risa
ReplyDeleteLove it!
ReplyDeleteteh risa, is this letter real? apa elizabeth benar-benar menulis ini, atau setidaknya bilang ke teh risa seperti ini lalu teh risa tuliskan lagi dalam bahasa teteh sendiri? either way, this is beautiful :)
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